A/N: HELLO! Another update, which i am veryy happy about. Hope you all like it too. Reviews have been great, love 'em as always. Though as you know by now, i always want more :] Its 1AM right now! hahaha can anybody answer me this question? Why is everything som much funnier at night? its been plaguing my mind forever lol
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We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.
- Jim Morrison
Annabelle's POV
Strangely, the Joker remained relatively normal for the remainder of his stay, however short it may have been.
And once he was out the door, I found myself sinking down against it, clutching my chest in my hands aching for breath that I couldn't catch. As if the sudden realization I had come to shook me to the core. As if it made some miniscule difference in my life. But it didn't.
I had always known the truth, I'd just been too afraid to admit it to myself.
I also figured something else out in the process of losing any last shred of sanity I still retained. The feelings I felt when the Joker was around, along with the sinking feeling of dread I felt when he left. I loved him. At least, as much as someone such as myself could love.
And I know he would never love me back, no matter how hard I hoped, so I'd settle for pretend.
I was finally free, I could do anything I wanted, but instead I let myself drift in and out of thoughts holding both the Joker and I. walking hand in hand along the beach, kissing in the rain, me in a white dress walking down the aisle to a dressed up Joker…
I was well aware none of this would come true. Even if he could feel the way I feel about him, he wouldn't. And because of Bruce, I kept being bombarded with macabre thoughts of me lying dead in some alley, no matter how much I denied the truth to those thoughts, I still was aware that, that could be me. But I also knew I had to be somewhat useful to the Joker, otherwise, I would already be that girl. Another statistic. Lying face down in the dirt, a sinister smile carved onto my face.
The minutes seemed to race by, and I remained slouched against my door, lost in my own mind, but I took notice of the sky outside. From my position, I had a view of the window on the far side of the room, the drapes hanging off to the sides, and I could see the crystal blue sky changing quickly to radiant oranges and red's and eventually into the purples and black's of the night sky.
Sighing, I got up, and walked back to my bedroom. The room still looked the same as it did when I left. The bed still wasn't made, and items littered the floor. I could almost picture the scene replaying before my eyes, but I shook it off, sliding into the comforting bed.
The warmth wrapped around me and I instantly relaxed, feeling my eyes droop close. It wasn't until this moment that I realized how tired I really was, and as soon as my head hit the soft and welcoming pillow, every worry, every doubt plaguing my mind vanished, leaving me helpless to the foreboding kiss of unconsciousness.
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Joker's POV
What was this?
I couldn't put my finger on it, but every time my eyes landed on her, I felt this unnecessary feeling to protect her. As if she needed the protecting. Though I knew she could handle almost anything she set her mind to.
In the beginning, I took her as a challenge, to see how easily it was to corrupt your average princess, Bruce Wayne type, but I guess even I can be wrong sometimes.
She surprised me, and being the Joker, that's not an easy thing to do, but she did it. I guess you could say I did corrupt her, but she had a flame burning inside her long before I showed up. It was always there, dimly shining, I just gave it the much needed boost.
When I took her, I knew I'd bring her down to my level, I just never thought she'd enjoy it as much as she did. But its always better after the first time you kill. And luckily for her, that was long before I came into the picture. I'm almost positive she's with me now, my girl, but there's just one thing that stands in the way.
One thing that could take her away from me, and its name is Bruce Wayne.
Stuffy nosed, pig headed, playboy Bruce Wayne. How could she befriend that loser?!
I mean, I get he's her best friend, they've known each other for years blah, blah, blah. It doesn't matter who he was back then, its who he is now, and now, he isn't the best of guys. He's a man whore who has a hold on my Annabelle, an a powerful hold at that. Of course, mine is much stronger, but that doesn't mean his hold isn't as detrimental to my overall destination.
I don't know why, but simply thinking about him makes my blood boil and my heart beat faster. I have the sudden urge to kill him, when before he wasn't even on my radar, my level. Well he better learn the ropes fast then huh?
I get this sick feeling in my stomach when I think about them being so close, not only personally, but physically. They are practically roommates and at any time, he could barge right in, sweeping her off her vulnerable feet, and whisk her away.
And I couldn't have that could I?
So instead of running off, leaving her helpless and alone, I grab a room next door, killing the only man inside. And surprisingly, the room is rather homey. It has two rooms, a sitting area, and a bedroom, and a bathroom. I guess its your average hotel room, not that I visit many hotels, I much rather see them explode into flames.
But I don't take much a chance to get comfy as I get to work on setting up the devise I secretly planted in her room. Wouldn't want my little Marionette making secret plans now would we?
Call me paranoid, but hey, I've put too much effort into her for someone to screw it all up now. So before she finally found her way back to Gotham, I jumped in the escalade and sped off, knowing exactly where she'd go, which again brought up another round of rage that I couldn't put a name on. It was an anger that came with a deep pain, something I hadn't felt before
But he who dwells on the past is lost right…? Or something like that.
Anyway, I got there in minutes, and climbed up the fire escape to her window. After a few tries, I picked the lock and was inside. Usually, I wouldn't go through all the trouble of trying to be sneaky, but it was mid day and it wasn't time for my face to be shown, though I wouldn't have had a problem if someone was unfortunate enough to see me.
Ha Ha. I could picture it now. A poor woman, probably in her late 40's cleaning up another room, trashed after a one night stand. She doesn't speak English, and is probably new to the country as the takes a glance out the window only to see me climbing right by. She screams and faints, and how could I possibly leave her there like that. She might hurt herself!
So being the fine gentleman that I am, I gracefully climb through the window, helping her out, putting a smile on her face.
Oh. If only I was so lucky.
But nothing even remotely exciting as I made my way into her little apartment, so I had to have some fun when I got there. I didn't do much, just bugged her phone, and added a few minute camera's here and there. Just so I can keep an eye on her, no other reasons what so ever.
Alright, maybe a few other reason, but those I won't get into at the moment…
As I set up the device, I idly wondered what I'd do tomorrow. Maybe blow up a school bus or something, but that seemed a little harsh. Maybe I could blow that bus up if Bruce Wayne was in it, but I knew Annabelle wouldn't be too happy with me if I did, so I settled for letting the idea come to me when the time came. And until then, I'd improvise.
The system was set up in minutes, and the camera set up to any available television set. Luckily, there just so happened to be one right in the bedroom. Plugging it into the tv, the screen immediately lit up with a picture of a similar room to mine. Only the bed was empty. Confused, I flicked the switch and the picture changed to the living room, but that too was empty. The next picture was of the kitchen, which was eerily missing the one girl I was eager to see. But before the screen changed, I caught site of a pair of feet invading the screen from the hallway, right inside the door.
I stood up from the bed, staring at the screen intently as I got closer to it, my head cocked to the side in scrutiny. Yes, they were feet, which meant that Annabelle was sitting at the door. Content with finally finding my girl, I flicked the remote, giving me a better view of her, only the screen changed back to the bedroom.
Taken back, I flicked the switch again, only to find that I only had access to 3 rooms. Growling in frustration, I threw the controler down loudly and fell back against the bed.
It was going to be a long couple of hours. But luckily, he had ways of entertaining himself in the mean time.
Humming softly, he got to work.
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Unknown POV
"... Cats and rabbits, would reside in fancy little houses. They'll be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers. In a world of my own..." You sing to yourself as you bounce down the dirt road. The city lights were visibly by now, and the excited grin on your face turns sinister as you think of all things you can do once she you're reunited with your other half. Your true love. Your sould mate.
The rain came down softly at first, slowly picking up speed as you continued your walk, your black pea coat billowing in the wind of the storm. You don't mind the rain, actually, you enjoy it, and as the rain soaks your brown hair, causing it to stick to your face, You can't contain the giggle that leaves your throat.
The rain seemed to sizzle as it meets the bare skin or your face and legs, your Green dress billowing out lightly and your heels making almost no noise compared to the sound of the pelting rain. You're on a mission, and nothing is going to stop you from getting what you want.
The distant sound of an engine meets your ears and you shift your head to the left slightly, still keeping your hardened gaze on the road in front of her. The car was almost invisible against the black space around you but when it slowed to a crawl next to you, you take notice.
The window rolled down and the man in the front seat calls to you.
" Hey hun. Do ya need a ride? Its rainin' awfully hard out there." He drawled, his southern accent coming out fully. Your smile twitches as your blood gets hot. But you keep up the happy innocent façade.
" I think I'll be quite alright." You say sweetly, silently warning him to drive off, go home, this is not the way he wants to go.
" No, I insist. Are ya headed into the city?" He insists, causing you to roll your eyes, cursing him for making you do this. You stop walking, and the car stops too. Turning on your heel, you cutely walk toward him, leaning down to the open window.
You lay your arms on the open window, sticking your head in and getting a good look at both the car and its driver. Impressed, you turn to him, a devious smile playing on your lips. You put your arm out, grabbing a piece of hair that's flying in the air. Curling it behind his ear you speak devilishly.
" I am.." He smiles. " But you, my dear, aren't." He's confused, you can see it in his eyes but using your other hand, you grab a hold of his head. One hand on his chin, the other residing on the back of his neck, you grab a tight hold and twist. A loud snap fills the silence and his eyes are lifeless, bleak.
You unlock the door from the inside, opening it, and the man's stone cold body falls out. You sigh. You hate doing dirty work, always so much effort.
Stepping around the body, you climb into the car, its heat having no effect on you. You never cared about being cold. Kicking the body once with your heel, you slam the door closed.
You rummage through your pocket, looking for your signature item. Finding it, your face brightens. You toss a lone rose out the window and onto the body as you put the car in gear, speeding off down the road, and back to the city of Gotham.
Time to meet some old friends.
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